She takes a step as the morning breaks
Writhe awake in the dark all night, sign of life spent burned
They'll never understand
There's virtue in guilt, paid service to ghosts
Tried our best, but our time will end before the credits roll
They'll never understand
They'll never understand
Won't misunderstand you again
There's a gun by the bed, there's a bottle of sin
She can taste the sweat on her lips as she drinks it in
Age didn't fade it. Time won't erase it
She cuts through the air, and glides to another life
They'll never understand
They'll never understand
Won't misunderstand you again